R.I.P. Kitty

Yesterday, 20/12/08, my cat "Kitty", collapsed and died during the previous night. My maid discovered him that morning and buried him in our backyard. This happened when i was asleep. My kid brother told me the news when i woke up and took me to the spot where my maid buried him.

Not many people know about Kitty, he's the naughty cat, compared to Moby, whom everyone loves. Now, Moby's given away to a family friend, and Kitty R.I.P. we no longer have a cat in our household.

My kid brother said, Kitty must've ate a rat and died, while my mum thinks he was poisoned, my maid thinks he died of internal injuries from a previous fight. I think he died of being unloved. Since everyone loved Moby, Kitty was usually ignored. I myself have treated Kitty this way, although i didn't hate Kitty. It's just I found Moby, and i had a spiritual connection with Moby. Now i feel guilty for having treated Kitty that way.

What i've learnt from all this, and this doesn't only applies to pets. It can be applied to animals, nature, people, and inanimate things; you don't realize what wrongs you've done to something or someone, till it's gone. I've learnt my lesson, and hope i won't repeat it. But as humans we're bound to make mistakes.

For what it's worth, Kitty, rest in peace.